Think about a time where you really felt like following your friends for a quick supper before you head home. You really have cravings for the food and the experience of eating out late night, but you also know that it's gonna be fatterning and you're probably gonna not have a good sleep with such a full stomach.
You drag and wait...trying to decide which side of your heart you want to listen to. Finally you decided that you're not going for supper and you are heading home cause that's the logical and more "right choice" to make.
You reached home, sat on the sofa and look at yourself in the reflection of the black TV screen. You feel glad that you've made this choice and it wasn't a hard choice to make now that you've looked back.
But something still tingles you in your heart. It makes you wonder how nice it would be if you ate the supper, enjoyed the company, and the consequence wouldn't be that harsh to face afterall.
Have you felt like this before?
*A special note for some ppl that might get the wrong idea: this scenario only applies to situations where only it only involves yourself. If it involves other ppl's destiny or other ppl's loved ones, it would be a different scenario.
